I press you against the wall as you suck my thick soft tongue deep into your mouth. You squirm and whimper as I slide my fingers over your soaked G. ...I pull it aside and slide one thick finger after another into your slippery hot pussy. Your knees bend slightly and your move slowly up and down against the wall. Your sensitive nipples are swollen, rock hard and screaming to be sucked; I oblige and your body bucks in response. You pull me by the back of the neck closer to your sweet breasts. " What should you be doing slut?" Another sharp rap directly across both cheeks.The next reply was even more strained "Counting Mistress, I'm sorry Mistress. One." You don't have to hold it back baby I love hearing your little squeals when you're getting punished." Three sharp stinging slaps in quick succession had Jeanette doing a lot more than squealing."Two, three, four." Came the ragged counting through slight sobs.Marion stroked the heated tushy before dramatically raising her hand feeling. Jane moved her long body to envelope Connie's petite body from behind. She kissed Connie's head through the black hair. "That's nice," said Connie. She could feel the dampness on her scalp. Jane's tears. Not the kisses. "Okay, what's wrong?" Connie's voice was a touch edgy."I'm sorry," Jane whispered roughly through her tears"No. touch my head, massage it like you're doing with your lips. That's nice. Now tell me." It's been too long since we talked, hasn't it?" said Jane."Too long. Seems like. Am I under arrest?" What? No. Shit, dude, he's more freaked than you. That was so fuckin'..." Language." I cut in. My head was beginning to throb but I think I'm starting to piece the missing moments together."Huh? Oh, right. Sir. Uh, yeah. No, Dr. Steve's writin' his resignation an' tryin' not ta slit his own throat." He sees me start and stops me. "I mean figuratively, right? Beth's with him. I figure Barb could handle you." I wasn't sure." Barb says, clearly still annoyed."Easily." I try to.